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I don’t know if I believe in destiny, or even fate but I know whatever happened to bring me and my baby girl together is truly amazing. We all know I love my dogs (as well as everyone else’s dogs lol) but to be truthful I have a favorite. Chloe is my entire world. I can’t imagine the day that I will have to say goodbye to her, but I pray every day that I will actually get that chance. I’ve had dogs come and go in my life and it’s always been hard, but none of them have been like Chloe. She’s my once in a lifetime chance, my heart dog, my everything. Let say this ; Chloe is NOWHERE near perfect, I know that, she isn’t a champion, doesn’t know tons of tricks and is not even well mannered (yes, Chloe, I pretty much just said you’re a complete bitch, get over it, you know it’s true). But I love her more than anything in this world.

To say I would give anything for this dog to be happy is an understatement, there is nothing I could ever say or do to show my gratitude to her. I owe this dog my entire life. She will never be perfect and neither will I, but together we are perfection. No matter how angry with her I get she can always make me smile within seconds with her silly antics. She has granted me the beauty of passion, without her I would have never found the things in life that make me so incredibly happy. So Chloe, thank you. I promise you that I will give you as much of the world as I possibly can. You are the reason that I continue to strive and keep my head high. I will never give up on you.

On November 6, 2013 you became paralyzed, and my entire world came crashing down, what was I going to do? There was nothing I could possibly give to you that could fix it, things would never be the same and I knew that. In my heart I knew that. I still to this day have such a hard time thinking about before the accident, because it just makes me want to cry, you have no clue what I would give for just one more day where you could be like you were. But, honestly, that’s not how the world works baby girl. This isn’t the end of us though, not even close to it. We’re going to show each and every single person that doubted us that we’re even better before.

I’ve seen so many people give up on there babies because of something as simple as “they can’t walk” well let me tell you something, if you are one of those people, you should be ashamed. Chloe never had surgery, not only could I not afford it, but I wasn’t comfortable doing it and didn’t feel it was a good choice for her. I ran a fundraiser to help me with her vet bills because I struggled. But I didn’t give up. Now my girl hikes, plays agility, and does everything a “normal” dog does. Will she ever walk and run like she did before? No but we adjusted, and now we are so much better than we were. Things take time, and it’s tough, and sometimes you want to give up, but don’t. I promise that this isn’t the end of the world. Keep your head up lovelies, it will all be alright ❤

How often do people see a “chunky” dog and go “oh my gosh he is so cute!! What a little chunky monkey!” well guess what people, it’s not cute! You are seriously an idiot. Do you think the lady down your street who has eaten so much that her rolls have rolls is cute? No, so why is a dog that has the same issue cute? It’s not. Obesity is a serious thing and it needs to be taken seriously. Whether it’s people or animals, this being said, if you want to be a fat slob (just so you all know, I’m totally a fat slob, however my dogs are not), that’s your choice, but don’t make your animal suffer.

If you think fat dogs are cute, I hate you. Yes, I’m going to be that jerk. Why? Because you are the reason animals suffer. I would rather see a dog slightly underweight than overweight ANY DAY. As a dachshund owner of 8 years I take health and weight in my dogs VERY seriously. One single pound can make or break a dog, just like it can a person. I am a firm believer that a dachshund being fat doesn’t make it’s back bad, however it does over time put a lot more stress on that dog’s back, making injury that much more likely. This goes for you people with chunky old dogs too (of any breed) don’t come to me complaining that your dog is stiff, or sore, or has bad joints. UM MAYBE BECAUSE HE’S SO FAT THAT HE CAN BARELY WALK!? Seriously, most people make me want to put my head through a damned wall.

My dogs are performance dogs, meaning they have to be in the absolute best shape possible. That “adorable chunkiness” could seriously injure my dog. Even if they were just pets I wouldn’t let them get chunky because it’s stupid to do. Why do people have fat dogs? For the same reason people let themselves get fat, they’re lazy, that is the truth like it or not. Today I had a woman come into work and tell me how much she loves fat dogs – the fatter the better. I wanted to choke her and tell her how stupid she is, seriously. Because of people like you animals suffer and die a slow death – A+ lady! Take your dog for a walk, it’s not that hard I promise, too hot for a walk? Play inside, do some balance games, but do not sit on your lazy ass and do nothing. That’s why your dog makes your life hell (you know that pillow he tore to shreds? Shoulda walked him!) it is all your fault, yup that’s right, your fault. When you get a dog you take another being’s life into your hands, take care of it correctly.

As summer rolls around so does the stupidity it seems. Summer means facebook will be filled with warnings about leaving your dog in a hot car, and the oh so stupid “I’d break the window” comments that follow the posts. Well let me be blunt, anyone who says that is an idiot. Today a woman in my town got arrested for doing this, the owner of said vehicle left the a/c on in the car and was a couple feet away paying for gas. Yes, the dog may have been panting, because it is hot out, or maybe he was just running around playing, but odds are people are sweating at that same moment because we live in Texas, and it’s hot.

So, why can’t people use some common sense when it comes to dogs left in cars that aren’t running? What you should do is go into the store, speak to management (ask them to make an announcement, they probably will), then call the police. Go outside and wait by the car, but do not touch that car, because if you damage that car in any way, odds are you’ll be in hand cuffs within the next few minutes. I understand you guys are passionate and are animal lovers, but don’t be stupid about it. There is a difference between an animal lover and someone who loves animals.

Remember summer brings more dangers than hot cars, water intoxication, mosquitoes and ticks are just a few of those dangers. So be wise about your decisions and make good choices people.

“The best relationships in our lives are the best not because they have been the happiest ones, they are that way because they have stayed strong through the most tormentful of storms.” ― Pandora Poikilos

Today my friend Andrea had to put her boy Dink to rest. I have personally never met either of them, but have many conversations with Andrea, and I can say that she is such an amazing person. She’s so full of love and compassion, she’s also trusting, and is willing to take chances. Through the internet I have made some amazing friends, Andrea is one of them, I feel grief for her. My heart breaks thinking that she is once more going through this experience after so recently losing her Bizby to an accident. So this post is for her, Andrea, there’s so many of that love you and each and every one of us will be there for you.

This has been a tough year for so many of us, but we’ve also made some amazing friendships and learned, experienced, and seen some absolutely amazing things. It’s strange how something this heart-wrenching can truly bring people together and make them so much stronger. Some people will never understand what it is like for those of us who consider our pets our children to lose one of our pets. Saying ‘goodbye’ is one of the hardest possible things that humans will ever experience, so we continue to find comfort in our friends and partners, and that’s something so amazing. These relationships with people and pets that we have can heal anything with time.

Andrea, my heart truly goes out to you in this time, I am so incredibly sorry. I wish that I could find some words that would make all of this just a tiny bit easier, but I haven’t been able to find those words yet. I know where you are, and know what you’re feeling, I also know that all the “I’m so sorry” ‘s help in a small way, but you still feel that gigantic hole in your heart. You know just like I do that it does eventually get a little easier. So go ahead and cry sweetie, but make sure you smile too, Dink was such a happy boy, and I know that he was and still is so incredibly grateful that he got to spend the time he did with you. You are so amazing Andrea, you open your heart to so many, and you love your dogs so incredibly much, and they love you right back with that same wholehearted passion. So tonight I light candles for you, your family, and all your fur babies in this hard time hun.

Anybody who knows me knows that my dogs are so incredibly important to me, well let me say this much: I make mistakes with them. So to my dogs, I’m sorry. Seven months ago when Chloe had her accident and I realized I can’t run agility like we used to I blocked out that thought. I locked it up, ignored it, pushed on, kept going. Well, sweethearts, don’t make that mistake, now seven months later I find myself pushing Rockit to be a dog he isn’t, why? Because I never faced the fact that Chloe isn’t the same. Yes she can still do so much, but it’s not the same, so here I find myself getting angry and upset because Rockit isn’t trying as hard as Chloe did (and still does) and that isn’t his fault. I’m being selfish by asking him to be like Chloe, because he isn’t Chloe and never will be, he doesn’t enjoy agility, he’ll go over a jump, or slowly attempt to weave, but he doesn’t like doing it, he does it because he just wants to make me happy.

Rockit does so much for me, and it’s not fair that I keep asking him to do this for me. Somehow though I can’t seem to stop, why? Because I miss being able to grab a treat or a toy, go outside and run my bouncing little girl through a set of weaves or over a teeter, I miss that so much more than I could ever describe. Life isn’t fair, and to be quite frank, it really, really sucks. Rockit will never be an agility dog, not because he has no potential, but because he lacks the passion for training that Chloe has, does he work for me? Yes, he LOVES going on outings with me and he is such an amazing service dog, and I shouldn’t even ask for any more than that from him, but I just need that little bit, that one thing that he truly can’t give to me. He would be more than happy to lounge around, go hiking once and a while, and then lounge around some more, and sadly I need more than that. I wish it wasn’t like that, but it is, I have two dogs that don’t have any desire to do anything but sleep, I really don’t want a third dog that’s like that. So we’ll continue to look for something more than service work to grow our bond, but I really need that one thing in my life that brought so much joy to even think about, the thing that made me so happy no matter how out of breath I was.

I plan on a puppy, but it may be years before that happens because my parents don’t want another breed of dog in the house, and there’s no way I can afford to live on my own with 5 dogs. I’ve considered a roommate but most of my friends have at least two dogs and renting a house with 7 dogs is like pigs with wings. It just isn’t going to happen. So what do I do at this point? I’m genuinely lost, because I feel empty without this thing in my life, the one hobby I’ve ever had that I truly enjoyed, the one thing that gave me a meaning, that made me happy. I feel like I’ve been robbed and it’s such an incredibly selfish feeling, it disgusts me, but I can’t get rid of it, I just want to run agility. I guess I’ll figure something out. Till then I will just continue to try and manage, to my dogs, once more, I’m sorry.